Word Count: 394
Warnings: Flangst-y, sort of. Semi-emo!Harry
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's notes: (1) Beta-ed by dysonrules - My hero for LIFE!
(2) X-posted to harrydraco , hp_creatures and hp_animagus
Summary: Harry has a crush... now what?
Start at the beginning - Meow
Sequel to That Thing You Do
Harry shut the door to the loo and leaned against it heavily. His face was hot and he was sure his cheeks were pink. How did Malfoy always manage to get the better of him? He wanted to bang his head in frustration but he didn’t dare for fear the blond would hear it.
He dressed slowly and then slipped his glasses back on. The first time he’d forgotten them had been an honest mistake. However, after seeing how Draco’s gaze tracked him around the room as he searched, Harry started ‘forgetting’ his glasses on purpose.
He had been shocked to discover that he had something of a crush on Draco Malfoy. At first he thought his feelings merely came from the pleasure he usually derived from helping someone in need. Then he spent four hours helping Neville with a potions assignment. Harry hadn’t experienced the first warm fuzzy feeling from that little ordeal, so he knew what he felt toward Malfoy was something different.
He just liked spending time with the prat. And wasn’t that a kick in the bollocks after he’d spent so many years actively hating the Slytherin?
And now, instead of hating the boy, Harry got all hot and bothered stroking his ears. Harry had almost embarrassed himself twice now with the evidence of just how much he enjoyed helping Malfoy.
Of course he had no idea what to do about all of this. If Malfoy were a girl he might try an awkward date request, or possibly even a fumbling snog. Harry had no delusions about how inadequate he was when it came to relationships. His tongue seemed to tie itself in knots when he even considered asking someone out.
The problem was, while most girls tended to let you down easy if they weren’t interested, Harry was sure that Malfoy would laugh himself silly. He’d probably put up posters in the Great Hall and take out a full page ad in the Daily Prophet.
POUF POTTER ASKS OUT MALFOY HEIRHarry gave in to temptation and banged his head on the door.
Draco Malfoy gives an exclusive interview about his encounter with the Boy Who Lived. “He was so awkward, it was sad really. His face turned three shades of Gryffindor red. He had to repeat himself four times before I even knew what he was saying…”